Two Men in a Boat, or Adventures on the African Queen
Title: Two Men in a Boat, or Adventures on the African Queen
Author: Sihaya Black (aka sihayab)
Pairing: Fraser/Kowalski
Rating: NC-17
Length: 196k
Why I'm reccing this fic: Classic long AU dS story wonderfully written by amazing Sihaya Black, my favorite AU dS author. Takes place in Africa (!) during the World War 1 (remember the movie "The African Queen" with Katherine Hepburn and Humphrey Bogart?). I know, it sounds scary (OMG Ray and Fraser in Africa), but don't run away if you haven't read it yet. The boys are very much in character, interesting plot, Ray as a ship's captain, Fraser as a missionary, a little bit of hurt/comfort, a little bit of angst (well, not so little ;) ), VERY hot sex. Language of the story (Fraser's speech, especially) gives a precise feeling of the time (an early 20th century). An absolute must read.
"Look at you," Kowalski murmured. "Just look at you."
Hands guided him down to the bench and coaxed his knees apart. His trousers were shoved down to his ankles. He started as fingers traced the soft flesh of his inner thighs, and then lips brushed his, giving him a moment's warning before his mouth was taken in an eager kiss. Long fingers wrapped around his erection, stroking him, and he groaned into Kowalski's mouth.
When they parted, Kowalski's harsh panting echoed his own raspy breaths. The strong fingers abandoned him, and he protested with an anxious grunt, his hips lifting from the bench, seeking the warmth that had surrounded him.
Kowalski chuckled, still sounding breathless. Fraser's knees were nudged farther apart, his hips pulled forward until he was half-off the bench, his arms draped across the gunwale.
Kisses and gentle nips trailed up his inner thighs, and he let out a yelp when one testicle was enveloped in moist warmth. Hands soothed down his thighs, and he gripped the gunwale with aching fingers.
Oh, God, never had he... Mark had not... It was so good.
His testicle was released and the other one taken, and he groaned at the contrast: one hot, one cool. He could feel the loose skin pucker and contract, and his legs quivered.
That one was released, and... Oh, please God, please... Warmth, no, scalding heat enveloped him, surrounded him and pressed against him. His hips jerked uncontrollably, but strong hands held him still. The mouth moved, sliding up his erection, kissing the tip, and then engulfing him again. Fraser groaned, his head lolling back, his neck suddenly too weak to bear the weight of his skull.
A flick of Kowalski's tongue decided him. He must see. Must know what Kowalski looked like then, at that moment, his lips... Oh, God, quickly.
Two Men in a Boat, or Adventures on the African Queen
Author: Sihaya Black (aka sihayab)
Pairing: Fraser/Kowalski
Rating: NC-17
Length: 196k
Why I'm reccing this fic: Classic long AU dS story wonderfully written by amazing Sihaya Black, my favorite AU dS author. Takes place in Africa (!) during the World War 1 (remember the movie "The African Queen" with Katherine Hepburn and Humphrey Bogart?). I know, it sounds scary (OMG Ray and Fraser in Africa), but don't run away if you haven't read it yet. The boys are very much in character, interesting plot, Ray as a ship's captain, Fraser as a missionary, a little bit of hurt/comfort, a little bit of angst (well, not so little ;) ), VERY hot sex. Language of the story (Fraser's speech, especially) gives a precise feeling of the time (an early 20th century). An absolute must read.
"Look at you," Kowalski murmured. "Just look at you."
Hands guided him down to the bench and coaxed his knees apart. His trousers were shoved down to his ankles. He started as fingers traced the soft flesh of his inner thighs, and then lips brushed his, giving him a moment's warning before his mouth was taken in an eager kiss. Long fingers wrapped around his erection, stroking him, and he groaned into Kowalski's mouth.
When they parted, Kowalski's harsh panting echoed his own raspy breaths. The strong fingers abandoned him, and he protested with an anxious grunt, his hips lifting from the bench, seeking the warmth that had surrounded him.
Kowalski chuckled, still sounding breathless. Fraser's knees were nudged farther apart, his hips pulled forward until he was half-off the bench, his arms draped across the gunwale.
Kisses and gentle nips trailed up his inner thighs, and he let out a yelp when one testicle was enveloped in moist warmth. Hands soothed down his thighs, and he gripped the gunwale with aching fingers.
Oh, God, never had he... Mark had not... It was so good.
His testicle was released and the other one taken, and he groaned at the contrast: one hot, one cool. He could feel the loose skin pucker and contract, and his legs quivered.
That one was released, and... Oh, please God, please... Warmth, no, scalding heat enveloped him, surrounded him and pressed against him. His hips jerked uncontrollably, but strong hands held him still. The mouth moved, sliding up his erection, kissing the tip, and then engulfing him again. Fraser groaned, his head lolling back, his neck suddenly too weak to bear the weight of his skull.
A flick of Kowalski's tongue decided him. He must see. Must know what Kowalski looked like then, at that moment, his lips... Oh, God, quickly.
Two Men in a Boat, or Adventures on the African Queen